After the apprenticeship, I became a hater

Chapter 112 Don't You Have a Secret Love for Me?

"Thank you, fellow daoist, if everything is fine," Luo Wuchen paused slightly, and said slowly, "Can you come back to Liuguang with me and Chang'an for a short stay."

What Xiaozhu?

Or... a short stay?

I let out a bewildered "ah", my drunken mind was fuzzy, and I couldn't figure out what the situation was.

Luo Wuchen said he wanted me to go back to Liuguang with him and Chang'an...for a short stay, so...

Does he mean to invite me to his house as a guest? !

I was a little puzzled, and looked at Luo Wuchen's cold eyes.

Luo Wuchen straightened his back and was looking at me without blinking.

I suddenly seemed to be able to feel that when Luo Wuchen invited me just now, his voice seemed a little nervous, or...cautious.

But when I looked at Luo Wuchen, his face was still indifferent and alienated, and he didn't reveal the slightest emotion.

Looks like I'm really drunk.

I breathed a sigh of relief, secretly laughing that I was drunk from drinking.

And he was so drunk that his eyes were blurred and his mind was not clear.

Luo Wuchen is wary of me?

It's impossible.

I thought about it randomly, and saw that Luo Wuchen's eyes were still fixed on me, as if waiting for my answer, I scratched my cheek, and opened my mouth: "Master Mozun, you..."

"Thank you, fellow daoist." Luo Wuchen's eyes fell on my face, and he said lightly, "Thank you, fellow daoist, there is no need to be formal."

My mind was in a mess, and I didn't pay attention to being polite to him, so I responded indiscriminately: "Oh."

I was in a trance for a while, but I was still not sure, so I said hesitantly, "Then what, I didn't hear clearly, you...just now...you mean me and you...?"

I couldn't figure out if Luo Wuchen really invited me, or if I got drunk and got confused and misunderstood. After all, I shamelessly called someone's husband in my dream, and it's not impossible to get dizzy and misunderstand his original intention.

Luo Wuchen responded softly: "En."

He really called me to live in his house.

If you round it up... I suddenly thought inappropriately, isn't he inviting me to live with him? !

Alas--

Luo Wuchen's residence is called Liuguang, which is known to the entire Demon Territory. I am not an ignorant demon. Although I have just left the customs, I still know what I should know.

For example, Luo Wuchen is one of the two masters of the Demon Realm, and he also has his Demon Palace in the Demon Realm, and there are two of them.

One of them was prepared by Mo Yu for him, and the other was sent by Demon Lord Sang Luo.

Our Sangluo Demon Lord is not like other power holders who love authority. He is the most responsible Demon Lord in our Demon Realm. He only has Demon Realm in his heart, and he is only for Demon Realm. Sangluo Demon Lord said that as long as it is beneficial to Demon Realm, As long as it is for Moyu to become better...he is willing to do anything for Moyu.

"As long as it's for the Demon Realm, all the sacrifices are worth it." Sang Luo Mozun said so, and he did the same.

Among the Three Realms, the Demon Realm does not care about the place of race, but because of the old grievances that the Demon Realm was blocked by human monks for thousands of years, the Demon Realm's attitude towards the human race is difficult to be kind.

Even if it is waiting to transfer from magic to cultivator, it is not as easy to accept as in the past.

Sangluo Mozun was also the first demon clan to show kindness to the fallen demon Luo Wuchen. He said that the key to our Demon Realm's victory over the Xianmen at such a small price this time is the Xianmen Sword Venerable Luo Wuchen. Dustless Fallen Demon.

He said that Luo Wuchen was the hero of Moyu's victory, and that Luo Wuchen's joining would bring great, very good, changes to Moyu.

In order to express his welcome to Luo Wuchen, Sang Luo also gave Luo Wuchen a magic palace with the best location.

But Luo Wuchen did not accept the magic palace given to him by Demon Lord Sang Luo.

In this regard, outside rumors say that it may be because Luo Wuchen's deceased wife was abducted by an adulterer, and the adulterer who abducted Luo Wuchen's succubus Taoist partner was Sangluo Mozun.

For the adulterer who abducted his wife, even the most blatant demons would find it difficult to show a good face to him, let alone Luo Wuchen with such a temper.

Thinking about it this way, everyone felt that it was not so difficult to understand.

As for the Demon Palace in front, when Luo Wuchen was in the Demon Realm, he occasionally took Xiao Changan to live there for a few days, but something happened when he came back.

——During the time Luo Wuchen lived in that demon palace, various demons threw themselves into their arms and offered themselves as pillows.

Luo Wuchen will expel all demons who recommend themselves as pillow seats, whether they are handsome male demons or charming female demons.

Whether it's expelled or beautified, the real situation is—Luo Wuchen directly beat out those demons who showed love to him.

The fact that the sword was not out of its sheath was probably his last sympathy for these demons.

These demons originally had longings for this handsome new demon with high cultivation level, even if they didn't expect to be the stepmother of Little Chang'an, they threw themselves into their arms with the idea of ​​being like Luo Wuchen once.

In the end, they were all thrown out of the Demon Palace mercilessly, not to mention their embarrassment, and almost lost their lives. They went back to recuperate in desperation, and became demons with their tails between their legs.

And Luo Wuchen never lived in that magic palace again...

There have been so many Demon Venerables in the Demon Realm, and there are not a few Demon Venerables who became demons from human cultivation, but Luo Wuchen, the Demon Venerable, is the most special. Although he joined the Demon Realm, he did not live in the Demon Realm.

He has let go of the past and has no future, as if he is separated from the world.

The only connection with the present world is the posthumous son Xie Changan left by his deceased wife.

Moyu commented that this new demon is extremely cold-tempered and isolated from the world, and advises all demons not to think about the new demon.

Even everyone knows that Luo Wuchen lives with Chang'an in the depths of the wilderness thousands of miles away from the Demon Realm, and also knows that the place where Luo Wuchen lives is Liuguang, but no demon or human race has ever been to Liuguang, Not to mention, being invited by Luo Wuchen to live in Liuguang.

This is my first one.

Thinking about it this way, I'm actually a little proud of what's going on.

No, no, Xie Wan, calm down.

I looked down at Little Chang'an who was hugging me and refused to let go. Luo Wuchen came to me because Chang'an missed me, crying and clamoring to find me, so he must have invited me because of Chang'an.

Can't tell, Luo Wuchen is still a darling madman.

"Mother..." Changan called me in a small voice.

He looked up at me eagerly, the tears on his face were still wet: "Just promise to go home with me and Dad, okay?"

My expression moved slightly, and my hand touched his head lightly before thinking.

Chang An obediently rubbed his head into my hand, looked at me with flickering eyes, and said expectantly: "Our family... has always been together... okay?"

He really invited me to his house as a guest.

I'm a bit worried, what's the matter.

Pity me for an older, single, unmarried male demon with a bright future who was mistaken for his mother by Little Chang'an, and got entangled.

Being mistaken by Little Chang'an as his mother is not so difficult for me to accept.

What is really difficult is Little Chang'an's father.

Who told me to covet his father, and I still have such a heart, if I really go to Liuguang with them, and I don't see each other every day, what should I do if my sprouting spring heart revives?

Worry about people.

"Mother..." Seeing me being silent for a long time, Changan's little face couldn't hold back the expectation, and the frustration in his eyes was obvious, but he still grabbed my clothes, his eyelashes were obviously so nervous. Trembling, but still asking me with hope: "...how are you, mother?"

This small appearance is really a bit pitiful.

After drinking, my head was already blunt, and my heart was softened by his crying and acting like a spoiled child. I almost forgot my last name and agreed to his request.

"Mother...Mother..." Little Changan looked at me with tears in his eyes, and called me in a low voice again and again, and tears ran out of his eyes as he shouted, "Mother!" Dear... woo woo woo..."

I made him cry again.

Really, really... what's the matter.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Xiao Changan hugged my leg, and the tears from crying made my pants wet.

My heart was crushed by little Chang'an's crying, and I subconsciously wanted to hug Chang'an and comfort him.

But if I don't hug Chang'an, Chang'an refuses to let go. If I hug him, wouldn't it make Chang'an even more attached to me.

It was really a dilemma, my eyes unconsciously looked in the direction of Luo Wuchen, and I didn't know how to ask for help with a few traces.

Luo Wuchen's eyes were calm, and he was staring at me silently: "Please trouble me."

His eyes looked at me deeply, as if he had been looking at me all the time, and he didn't look away for a moment.

At that moment, I seemed to be able to hear my heart trembling.

I can't stand it, I really can't stand it.

It seems that everything in the world is illusory, and only I can enter his eyes.

I silently turned my face away.

Who can stand this.

But one of the most taboo feelings in the world is to stop being passionate.

What is there to see about me as a big man, Luo Wuchen must be the son who is watching.

What I didn't expect was that seeing me in a dilemma, it was Luo Wuchen who took a step back first.

"There's no need to rush to answer."

Luo Wuchen looked at me, and lowered his eyelids again, only then did I realize that Chang An's slender and thick eyelashes turned out to be like him.

It is rumored in the Moyu that Luo Wuchen raised wild seeds for the succubus who gave him a cuckold.

But I have an intuition that the child left by the succubus should belong to Luo Wuchen.

After seeing Chang'an and Luo Wuchen, my thoughts were even more so.

Chang'an and Luo Wuchen look very similar, almost carved out of the same mold, no matter how you look at it, they are both biological.

"Xie Chang'an," Luo Wuchen's eyes fell on Chang'an, and his tone was cold: "Let's go."

"Don't..." Changan resisted and hugged my leg, his eyes were clouded with mist, and he had an expression that could cry again at any time: "I don't want to go, Changan, don't leave mother..."

Luo Wuchen's face was indifferent for thousands of years, he looked at Chang'an, and said in a slightly deep voice, "Be obedient."

Chang'an started to cry, with red eyes and tears streaming down his face: "No, I don't want to, woo woo woo, I want to be with my mother..."

I came back to my senses in shock, and immediately leaned over to hug Chang'an, stretched my hand halfway, and remembered that I had made up my mind not to have any more entanglements with their father and son.

I think I have a free and easy temperament all my life, but just because I met Luo Wuchen, I became so anxious and indecisive now. I still don’t like him very much. If I really fell in love with him, wouldn’t I lose myself?

Can't do it.

The lessons learned from the past are all written down in the book, and I am determined not to fall into this fall.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" Mother..." "

Seeing Chang An crying so sadly, how could I remember the warning I gave myself before, once he cried I would forget everything.

I patted Chang An's back lightly, and comforted him gently: "It's all right, I won't drive you away."

Chang An quickly hugged my neck firmly, his small and soft body leaned against my arms, trembling all over from crying.

"Don't cry, don't cry," I kissed his forehead pityingly, and coaxed him with a guilty conscience: "I like Little Chang'an so much, why am I willing to drive you away."

As soon as the words came out, I felt bad. I coaxed him like this last time. After coaxing him, I tricked him into falling asleep and returned it to his father. It’s only been half a month. Impression, and looking at Little Changan's dedication to me, I know that his memory is definitely not bad.

Sure enough, not only was Little Changan not coaxed, but he clutched my skirt and cried even more sadly.

I was worried about holding Chang'an, such a fragile little guy who needs to be cared for is something I have never been in contact with in my life for hundreds of years.

I really don't know what to do.

"Didn't Chang'an say he would be obedient? Then listen to me and don't cry anymore, okay?" I was disturbed by Chang'an's crying, and half-truthfully threatened him: "Otherwise, I will let your father take you away gone."

"Woo...Chang'an is obedient...Chang'an doesn't cry..." Chang'an listened to what I lied to him, covered his mouth with his hands, trying to hold back the crying: "Woo, don't cry..."

"Mother, please don't...send Chang'an...to go, Chang'an...Chang'an will be obedient..." Chang'an buried his face in the hollow of my shoulder, and promised, sobbing.

"Okay, okay," I patted Chang An's little head, "I won't send you away."

"En." Chang An responded with a strong nasal voice.

He leaned his head on my shoulder softly, and there was no need for words to express his attachment.

"Then what..." After coaxing Chang'an, I glanced at Luo Wuchen hesitantly, and said bravely, "Master Mozun..."

Luo Wuchen has been standing by the side watching silently, listening to me calling him, his gaze passed over Chang'an who was curled up in front of my chest like a little turtle, slowly moved up, and landed on my face.

I said dryly: "If Mozun doesn't dislike him, why not stay in Cang Yu as a guest for a few days?"

As soon as the words were finished, I felt Luo Wuchen's cold, bottomless eyes light up slightly. I didn't have time to look carefully, and when I looked again, there was no clue on Luo Wuchen's face at all.

Luo Wuchen looked back at me quietly, and nodded slightly: "I'm bothering you."

After finishing speaking, he cherished words like gold and stopped talking, just looked at me silently.

I froze for a moment before realizing that he was waiting for my arrangement.

"Time is running out," I hugged Chang'an and led Luo Wuchen into the house, "Master Mozun will stay in my small courtyard for one night, and tomorrow I will..."

"Not about to."

I was stunned, "Oh, oh, that's fine, since Master Mozun doesn't dislike it, let's live in this room."

"Little Chang'an..." I looked down at Chang'an in my arms again, and discussed with him: "Should you go to sleep with your father?"

Little Chang'an didn't say anything, just looked at me with red eyes, his little mouth was pinched with grievance, he hugged my neck and refused to let go, I was afraid of forcing Chang'an and Luo Wuchen to cry again, so I fought Luo Wuchen again Discuss: "Master Mozun, how about Xiao Chang'an sleeping with me first tonight?"

Luo Wuchen stared at me for a long while, and my face couldn't help getting hot from being stared at. In fact, I didn't feel right after I said it.

He is Chang'an's own father, if Chang'an doesn't follow his own father, what does it matter if he follows me as a foreign devil?

It's too indecent.

As I thought about it, Chang'an in his arms hugged my neck even tighter, and his soft body pressed against me, and my heart also softened.

Luo Wuchen lowered his eyelashes slowly, and said softly, "Thank you."

I said goodbye to Luo Wuchen, and took Xiao Changan back to the room.

I don't know why, although he was already very sleepy, Chang'an has been holding on and refusing to go to sleep.

"Chang'an, don't fall asleep, fall asleep... Open your eyes, mother will leave Chang'an again..." He cried too much before, his eyes were red and swollen like peaches, and he looked very pitiful.

Feeling distressed and helpless, I wiped his crying face with a handkerchief, and said in a good voice: "This is my home, where else can I go?"

Chang An still had a slightly aggrieved expression on his face.

"Then, let me promise you, okay?" I scratched the side of my face, "I promise that Changan will see me when he wakes up, okay?"

"Mother, let's make an agreement," Chang An stretched out his little finger, "Let's pull the hook."

"Okay, pull the hook."

Chang'an's finger hooked mine and shook it gently. His childish voice was still full of tears: "The hook cannot be changed for 100 years..."

Little Chang'an clenched his small hands into fists to protect his chest, and fell asleep obediently.

I looked at Chang'an's exquisitely carved jade face, and sighed faintly.

It seems that the last time I returned him to Luo Wuchen when he was asleep in Chang'an, it did leave a deep shadow on little Chang'an's immature heart, which caused Chang'an's immature face to have Similar to a worried expression.

He closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes drooping, trembling like a small fan as he breathed.

Youth does not know sorrow, he is only three years old, but he can't even stretch his brows in his sleep.

A strange emotion suddenly rose in my heart, like pity, like guilt.

Compassion is understandable, but where does guilt come from?

But what is my responsibility to a child I meet by chance?

I thought so, but I really couldn't bear it.

That's all...

When I came back to my senses, the little bit of alcohol left in me was completely gone.

The drunkenness disappeared, but the drowsiness also disappeared.

He obviously didn't want to have any involvement with their father and son, but the involvement became deeper and deeper.

I sighed again, what else can I do, everyone has already come to the door, and Little Changan is also crying for me, it is impossible to rush, and it is even more impossible to follow and leave.

We can only take one step at a time.

……

I was really confused. Seeing that Chang An had already fallen asleep, I thought about going out for a stroll.

It was late at night, and it was rare to see a demon in the sect, and I went to a secluded corner, but I couldn't even meet a demon.

"Xie Xiaowan—"

Xu Fanglai jumped off the roof, "Where are you going in the middle of the night?"

I glanced at him for a while and then turned my eyes away. I casually said to him, "Go for a stroll."

Xu Fanglai put his hands behind his head, and Shi Shiran followed me.

After walking a few steps, I heard him say:

"I heard that the Demon Lord came to look for you."

"Ah." I replied vaguely, and said to him, "You are well-informed."

"No, Xu Xiaofang, you don't want to practice every day, what do you keep paying attention to me?" I showed a embarrassed expression at the right time, "Could it be that you... have a crush on me?"

Xu Fanglai rolled his eyes, then leaned close to my face, looked at me for a while, and sighed solemnly.

After a set of actions, he didn't say anything, but he seemed to have said everything.

"Did you not look in the mirror today?" Xu Fanglai patted my shoulder lovingly, pointing to the Jinyang River not far away: "Nong, there is water over there, while the moon is bright now, you go Take a photo."

"Yushu is a beautiful young man facing the wind, and he can't sleep with his mirror in his arms." I shrugged and shook Xu Fanglai's dog paw off my shoulders: "Do you think why I can't sleep at night? Is it because I saw my handsome face when I looked in the mirror?" Extraordinary handsome face."

"Xie Xiaowan, you, you really have no skin or face." Xu Fanglai pointed at me with trembling fingers, unable to stop laughing, "Just you? A beautiful boy?"

"I'm too lazy to argue with a blind man."

Unknowingly, Xu Fanglai and I walked to the small rocky beach at the border of the Zongmen. I glanced around and saw a large bluestone that had been polished round and smooth by the water flow, and sat down on it.

Xu Fanglai sat down next to me unceremoniously, almost pushing me to the ground.

I pushed him: "The space over there is so empty that I must be squeezed, right?"

"I can sit wherever I like, and squeeze you."

"Are you naive?"

"We are the same age, so don't dislike each other," Xu Fang said, not afraid of boiling water, but the topic suddenly jumped to Luo Wuchen.

"It's the new Demon Lord..."

"The new Demon Lord brought the child to your door at night..." Xu Fanglai muttered, with a troubled look on his face: "Is he sure he's taken a fancy to you?"

"Hey~Xu Fangfang, you are a girl." I rolled my eyes at him, not hiding the disgust in my eyes: "How old is it, and you still dream of the overbearing Demon King falling in love with me?"

Xu Fanglai hooked my neck, "I'm not dreaming for you. I'm only your son. I have no chance to hope that my son will become a dragon. I hope you will fly on a branch and become a phoenix."

I was shocked by the nausea, "Hey~"

"Seriously," Xu Fanglai coughed lightly, and bumped his knee against mine, "What on earth are you thinking?"

I raised my eyelids to look at him, and asked lazily, "What do you think?"

Xu Fanglai made a sullen face, and said in a serious tone: "That's the new Demon Lord."

"Xie Wanwan, you don't really want to be the stepmother of the demon's son, do you?"